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trees on sky

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This time of year, the lost leaves allow a new observation of sky.  The bare branches remind me of pen and ink on paper.

 

these leafless trees / brush against /a linen sky / ink strokes /on rice paper

 (from ‘requesting the favor of a reply’ in the post ‘hidden in the hollow heart of an oak’ August 19, 2011, under shelter)   

 

pale sunrise

~

perhaps this sparse oak

colored the pale sunrise

palette, faded autumn

~

even loaded, lean branches

lay only brief color

on canvas sky

~

brush more suited to calligraphy

a few abbreviated strokes

a terse ‘good morning’

~

© Jane Tims 2007

Written by jane tims

October 30, 2011 at 8:23 am

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  1. Alluring colors in the sky, a perfect background for the stark bare trees and branches…

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    Barbara Rodgers

    October 31, 2011 at 5:12 pm

    • I’m so glad November, with its dismal days, has hints of color to look forward to. Jane

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      jane tims

      October 31, 2011 at 7:36 pm

  2. Great poem Jane. Love the simplicity of it.

    -Denis

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    JD

    October 30, 2011 at 11:11 am


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